The dust will not settle in our time. And when it does some great roaring machine will come and whirl it all skyhigh again.
SAMUEL BECKETTNothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that. Yes, yes, it’s the most comical thing in the world.
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To have been always what I am – and so changed from what I was.
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I could not have gone through the awful wretched mess of life without having left a stain upon the silence.
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There is no escape from yesterday because yesterday has deformed us, or been deformed by us. The mood is of no importance. Deformation has taken place.
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Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.
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There’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.
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To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.
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The creation of the world did not take place once and for all time, but takes place every day.
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Better hope deferred than none.
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Nothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that. Yes, yes, it’s the most comical thing in the world.
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All mankind is us, whether we like it or not.
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People are bloody ignorant apes.
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The essential doesn’t change.
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Life is habit. Or rather life is a succession of habits.
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My mistakes are my life.
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Words and images run riot in my head, pursuing, flying, clashing, merging, endlessly. But beyond this tumult there is a great calm, and a great indifference, never really to be troubled by anything again.
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All has not been said and never will be.
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If you don’t know where you are currently standing, you’re dead.
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Fail, fail again, fail better.
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To restore silence is the role of objects.
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Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.
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Dear incomprehension, it’s thanks to you I’ll be myself, in the end.
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I tried to groan, Help! Help! But the tone that came out was that of polite conversation.
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What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
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I have my faults, but changing my tune is not one of them.
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I am still alive then. That may come in useful.
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Art has nothing to do with clarity, does not dabble in the clear and does not make clear
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